According ot The Farmer's Almanac, autumn begins September 22, 10:49 A.M. EDT. Am I ever ready! What a long, miserable summer physically. Today the Oral Surgeon pulls #9 and hopefully I can be on my way to better health and less physical distraction!
Physical pain seems to me to be one of the worst distractions in my spiritual journey. I have read where others turn around their physical distress and use it to draw themselves closer to God. I find that extremely difficult to do. Most often continuous pain and fatigue just grind me down to powder.
I did have some good news on two fronts yesterday! Went to the hand surgeon's office to get an arthritis "Comfort Brace" for the left hand. September 10 he had said I could put aside the large brace except for use on 'pain days' or when doing heavy work. I also have permission to lift up to 20 pounds. When the cold snap here brought "Arthur Itis" home again to my body, I realized I indeed need that comfort brace to help me get through the pain days when my thumbs are compromised. It is a smaller brace that keeps me from extending my thumb too far. When the Brace specialist was walking me out of the office I asked him how long these are expected to last. I said I was wondering because the one I have for my right hand is showing wear. He said six months and asked when the doctor had put the brace on my hand. I told him just this summer. He took one look at it, and said, "Take it off and I'll get you a new one. That should have lasted better." So I left the office with 2 brand new braces to use as needed!
Then I had a call from the Dentist office that my new partial was ready for pick up. The bad news was when the dental lab formed the partial one of the "brackets" did not form. The good news is I can still wear it and the lab is going to make me a new one free of charge because of their error! So finally, I will have a spare partial to use if I ever need to send the other one out to have teeth added to it.
I will get to practice drawing closer to God even though in pain this very afternoon. This will be the first time for me to have an extraction and put the partial in immediately. Back to remembering my white flag of surrender and the joy of being held in the Everlasting Arms. Aging is definitely NOT for sissies!
Good post and so true. Aging is not for the weak of heart, but it puts us that much closer to going home.
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